#//: OFF DUTY

[heatedpan]

[llywelynthelittle]

I am to have stolen my dad's heating pad AND his blanket, heehoo!

[papiliomame]

DP Side Hoes Week 2024:

Super Danny - Off Duty/Domestic

Isn't Super Danny off duty an oxymoron and actually just Fun Danny? I mean that was the reason in the episode that Danny wants to split himself.

Anyway I tried to do something:

The first one is Danny acting as a kite to measure the windspeed or whatever lie Fun Danny said to him. He needs to be productive so he does it for science dutifully while Fun Danny is having fun.

The second one is somewhat out of character but he has a bed sheet as a cape how could I not make a Burrito Danny?

I already voiced my opinion about their inclusion here, but I had fun making these animation so whatever. I just hope that this was just an exception.

[harmandmac]

Finally, my longest secret is out!!!!

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Tis the season for sunbathing 🌞🌞🌞

[ncisfranchise-source]

@spostifypodcasts - We’re not crying, you are 🥹 Cote shared what Joe Spano said to her when she decided to leave the show on the latest episode of Off Duty: An NCIS Rewatch.

[thejanedoetoday]

OFF DUTY

NCIS rewatch podcast with Michael and Cote

This episode "Kill Ari"

[karihighman]

🎶 Cop cuties, cute and on duty 🎶

[morticiahumbertunderwood]

Off duty Captain John Price.

"The healthy human mind doesn't wake up in the morning thinking this is its last day on Earth.

But I think that's a luxury, not a curse.

To know you're close to the end is a kind of freedom. Good time to take...inventory."

Inspired by @itoohaveabody 's Soap...glorious idea!

[militarymenrbomb]

several days ago i posted some pics of servcie members off the clock. i found the other ones i promised to add. instead i'm posting them by themselves.

[evaskittens]

july 5th

[rgbyshipper101]

It’s DP Side Hoes Week!

And I may have forgotten and written this in one day but-!

Here is my entry for Super Danny!

It’s also heroic amusement so enjoy!

Super Danny

Off Duty/Domestic

“Sizzling spirits!”

Super looked on in disgust at the deplorable condition of Fun’s bedroom. Papers were strewn all over the desk. Dirty laundry piled onto the bed. Food wrappers littered the floor instead of in the wastebasket. It was right there! How could he miss it?

Unbelievable. How could his former human half live in such disarray?

Speaking of him, Fun waved at him from his chair, nose deep in his laptop. “Hey, dude!”

“Don’t you act all nonchalant with me, human! “This is unacceptable! How could you leave this room in such a disgusting condition?”

“Well,” Fun shrugged, “I finished my homework. Lancer was boring and he gave me detention for sleeping in class.” He smiled at Super. “Tuck gave me his notes, though. So, it worked out in the end.”

Super huffed. Honestly! How could he take his education so unseriously? “I’ve had enough of your lazy, lowlife lifestyle! We are resolving this today! Right now,” he pointed at the door, “You are cleaning your room.”

Fun put his hands up, placatingly. “Alright, alright, I figured I’d do the more important thing first.” He stood up and stretched. His shirt rode up a bit, exposing his stomach, and Super quickly looked away. “Just promise you won’t disappear immediately. I know you patrolled all morning.”

“But of course! How else am I to make sure this city is free of conniving criminals?”

“Did you catch any today?”

Super’s puffed up chest deflated a bit. “Well, no.”

“Ah,” Fun smiled, mischievously. “I see.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? They could be scheming something dastardly later and I have to take care of it.”

“Mhm,” Fun dismissively waved his hand. “You hold that thought, dude. I’ll be back.” He gathered his clothes and left, presumably to start cleaning.

Super sighed once the door closed. The fact that the ghosts haven’t been around today didn’t worry him. What worried him was that it was two days since he last saw one. Super didn’t understand. Were they all plotting something against him? Why would it take so long?” He crossed his arms, hugging himself. This is the calm before the storm. It must be.

Super was so absorbed in his thoughts he didn’t realize Fun came back until he heard the vacuum turn on. He jumped, startled, and whirled around, ectoplasm crackling in hand.

Fun blinked at him. “Whoa, hotshot, it’s just me.” He gave a toothy grin. “I’m not that threatening, am I?”

“Hardly!” Super turned his nose up, his power dissipating. “You should know better than to sneak up on ghostly ghouls.”

He snorted, “Okay, GG dude.”

“This isn’t a game!”

“Never said it was.”

“You-!” Super turned his head and tried to compose himself. He was shocked to see all the wrappers in the garbage and desk clean. “When did you finish cleaning?”

Fun pulled the plug and put the vacuum in the corner. “Since I came back. You okay GG?”

“Again with that?” Super mumbled.

“I walked in here, saw you pouting, and decided to start before you got more upset.” He snickered. “You jumped so far up at the noise I thought I was watching a Luney Toones cartoon.” He walked over to the TV and turned it on, flipping down on the bed in the process. He patted the space next to him. “Come here! You’re gonna miss it.”

Super had no idea what he was talking about but floated over regardless. Probably another silly show that he’s been watching. What were they called? Amine? Anima? Whatever. The one with the boy in space was pretty good, though…

Super yelped as he was pulled onto a warm body by a hand. Said hand wrapped itself around him, holding him close.

Super squirmed a bit, blushing. “Why must you be so, so-“

“Charming?”

“Absolutely annoying!”

Fun chuckled before using both hands to gently cradle Super’s head. Super didn’t realize what he was doing until he saw his cape maneuvered in front of him. He sucked in a breath, angered. “Hey!”

“Relax,” Fun spread his cape on their legs, containing their warmth. “It’s mine, too-“

Super clenched his fists and ducked his head. Right. One of Fun’s belongings.

“Just like how my room is your room,” He gave Super a side eye and smiled, “My bed, your bed. Your burden, my burden.”

Super blinked at the statement then shook his head. “The city is my responsibility.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t help,” Fun snuggled closer, “or that you can’t ask for help.”

Super leaned back and grabbed his hand, slotting their fingers together.

“Which means my mess is also your mess-oof!”

“Some things are only your things,” Super said, pulling the pillow away.

“And time. You have your time to do what you want when you want. But would you like to spend your time with me?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“The portal’s closed for construction, so…”

Super grabbed Fun as he laughed. “You knew why there were no ghosts?!”

“You wouldn’t have believed me!”

Super hated how he was right. “Fine! I can spend some of my invaluable time doing a mundane thing.”

“Watching Gravity is mundane?”

Super straightened up. “We’re watching Gravity?”

“Hell yeah, dude!”

“No swearing!”

Fun smiled at the cute expression on Super’s face, encircling his arms around his torso.

As the movie played, Fun felt Super’s stiff posture slowly melt into him, and he hugged his ghostly ghoul to his chest. By the time the movie ended, he heard snores coming from Super. Fun smiled gently and kissed Super’s temple.

Finally. He finally got Super to rest and even stay with him for the night. Super dude works too hard for no reward. He couldn’t believe his plan worked. Now he can finally relax.

Fun grinned. How’s that for being lazy?

[llywelynthelittle]

Piece of Chicken

[themancorialist]

Tib Street, Manchester.

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Tzapo is a fiend for rice. He didn't notice the grain left on his nose